Devi watched him for a half second, relishing the scrape of fabric as he unbuttoned her pants. One the zipper was pulled down, she brushed his hands away and hooked her thumbs into the hips of the loose denim. Lifting her hips up, she shucked her pants easily and scooted to the edge of the bed.

Devi grabbed his belt buckle and tugged him the half step closer so she could start undressing him. Turn about is fair play after all.